After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

In the Palace of Harmony, Nanping approached mysteriously: "My lord, my lord, I have done everything you told me."

Shang Yuan was startled: "Miss Yu'er deposited that money in the store?"

At that time, he was still worried that Huo Congran and others were overwhelmed and let his money go to waste.

Never thought that the girl Yu'er's movements would be so fast.

Nanping nodded quickly and said, "I stayed in the store and watched her deposit the money with my own eyes."

"As for what you said, Huo Congran, Second Young Master Su and others never showed up from the beginning to the end."

Shang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he thought too much, Huo Congran and others were not so careful as to trace the source of the money, but let the girl help him.

Now that the money is in place, the next thing will be much simpler.

In this dynasty, the Queen also has a private guard.

A few days ago, when the tyrant gave him the power of internal money, Commander Li immediately summoned him to meet him.

Shang Yuan immediately announced the audience: "Commander Li, after five days, you send someone to search a business, and I heard that there is prohibited silver in it."

That's right, he was fishing for law enforcement.

He said and handed the address of the firm to Commander Li: "Remember, don't spread this matter to the outside world—not even His Majesty."

The five days were neither too early nor too late, neither would it make Huo Congran afraid like putting money on the front foot, but it also happened to be time to prepare for the tyrant's birthday gift.

"This..." Commander Li asked doubtfully, "Can't Your Majesty say that too?"

He has always been loyal to protect the lord, and it is for this reason that Huo Rong gave him to Shang Yuan, but it made him a little uneasy to deliberately hide this from His Majesty.

"When the matter is settled, send the silver directly to the inner treasury." Shang Yuan blinked quietly, and said with a smile: "It's my palace's birthday gift to His Majesty."

Commander Li felt relieved this time: "This subordinate understands, please rest assured, Your Majesty, this subordinate will definitely handle this matter well."

Shang Yuan seriously recalled it.

In the original book, Huo Congran's power was as rich as an enemy before it was completely defeated, and this firm is in the capital, so it should be the wealthiest of his private dens.

If this operation is correct, the money confiscated should be more than the tyrant's private small coffers.

Thinking of Huo Rong's admiration and astonishment, Shang Yuan couldn't help ticking up the corner of his mouth.

He is not only a demon concubine who only knows how to seduce the Lord, but also a virtuous queen who knows how to make money make money.

Commander Li also saw it, and couldn't help secretly envious——

Your Majesty has such a beautiful and witty queen, what more can I ask for.

Shang Yuan originally wanted to test the tyrant's attitude towards birthdays when Huo Rong was in court.

As a result, after waiting in the bedroom for a long while, Huo Rong's shadow was not seen.

Shang Yuan could not help but sigh——

They all wanted to fight for the throne, but he felt in his heart that it was difficult to be an emperor. Now that the moon is on a branch, Huo Rong is probably still discussing important matters with the ministers.

Shang Yuan roughly spread the bedding, lit Wu Chenxiang, and waited for the smell of Huo Rong's body to fill the room, then Shang Yuan licked the corner of his lips lightly.

Perhaps it was because of abnormalities in his body during pregnancy, these few nights, he always dreamed about the madness of the two of them that night in the big tent.

Despite his reluctance, Shang Yuan had to admit that deep in his body was clamoring for every approach, hug, and comfort from Huo Rong.

"It's not my fault." Shang Yuan puffed his face and said, "The cub must be thinking about his stingy dad."

After sleeping on the dragon couch, Shang Yuan ordered his servants in a daze: "Wake me up when your Majesty comes down."

This is the critical period before he confesses, so he naturally needs to show his courtesy seriously.

The little eunuch next to him felt very sad when he saw it. The queen has not been very well all the time, and she vomited a lot from what she ate today, but she was still thinking about her majesty, and she never neglected at all.

He sighed and said: "Your Majesty, please rest first. Your Majesty is still in the Nuan Pavilion. I don't know how long it will take to approve papers."

Shang Yuan nodded in a daze. In the past few days, he obviously felt that his body was becoming more and more clumsy, and he had to force himself to cover it up. He was very tired after a day.Lie on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Now he has been pregnant for more than three months, and even after falling asleep, his body will subconsciously bow slightly, guarding the tyrant's child in his belly.

The night was dark, and the East Nuan Pavilion was brightly lit, but the memorial in Huo Rong's hand had not been turned over for a long time.

He was so emotional that he just wanted to go to the harem to question Shang Yuan immediately, but he didn't know how to speak.

He could only dismiss the crowd and stay in the Nuan Pavilion alone.

But his footsteps were still uncontrollable towards the Spring Harmony Palace, and when Huo Rong came back to his senses, he had already walked to the side of the bed.

The boy on the bed was sleeping soundly, but his brows were tightly furrowed, and his body was slightly bowed, not stretched.

Huo Rong smiled self-deprecatingly. Being by his side might make the boy feel more tormented.

So much so that even when he was asleep, he was in a defensive posture that refused to relax.

The little eunuch was also fast asleep on the couch next to Shang Yuan's bed. Hearing some movement, he hurriedly opened his eyes, just in time to see Huo Rong looking at the queen contemplatively.

He hurried forward, ready to wake up the queen.

But he was stopped by a gesture from His Majesty.

"This..." The little eunuch lowered his voice: "The Queen said that if His Majesty came, let the servant wake him up..."

Huo Rong was taken aback, and an indescribable sour taste welled up in his chest.

Ever since he got married, the young man has been impeccable in front of him.

So much so that I almost feel that as long as I don't blame the past, they can really stay together like ordinary couples.

At this time, the young man sleeping on the dragon bed moved uncomfortably, and murmured dreamily: "The money, the book, I have it all...don't, don't doubt me..."

The young man's voice was gentle and soft, revealing his obedient pleading for his lover.

Huo Rong was taken aback, and then mad jealousy welled up in his heart.

In his dream, did the boy not forget to show his loyalty to Huo Congran?

He understands money, but what is a notebook?

Turning his eyes slightly, he saw a pad under Shang Yuan's hand, Huo Rong's eyes darkened, and he reached for it——

Unexpectedly, although the young man was asleep, he hid the book in front of his chest with great agility, and said in a daze but with great seriousness: "This...it is very important to hand it over to him...anyone...anyone... Can't touch..."

These words are very affectionate and gentle, as if the things written in the ordinary book are rare treasures.

What do you remember in this book?

Information about yourself?Or is it Shang Yuan's sincere affection for Huo Congran?

Huo Rong's hands were in the air, and it took a while before he could control his soreness and weakness.

He didn't want to look through the prying eyes, but felt how ridiculous he was.

A few days ago, it was here that the boy, with a faint pink cheek, asked him about the child.

He was so full of imagination that he even went to ask the imperial doctor about his pulse...

He thought that after these years, he was no longer the young man who was deceived and betrayed by others.

But was once again coaxed by Shang Yuan to go around in circles.

Just because of those few days, he retreated steadily in front of Shang Yuan.

Huo Rong leaned over and stared at the sleeping face indifferently: "Shang Yuan, since you have repeatedly disappointed me, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Since the young man is only thinking of betrayal, then... from today onwards, he is not going to win his heart.

He wants to become his eternal cage, entangled from life to life.

In the blink of an eye, it was Huo Rong's birthday, His Majesty's birthday is a big day in the capital, even if Huo Rong didn't intend to prepare it, the officials of the Ministry of Rituals couldn't tolerate being perfunctory.

Because it is the end of winter and early spring, and the capital is located in the north, many flowers have already been transported from the south to the capital. Peonies and peonies are dotted on the white marble steps and jade railings in the palace one after another, as if spring has come early.

It was such a beautiful time in the world, Huo Rong looked at the palace full of prosperity, but his eyes were as cold as winter.

Shang Yuan carefully dressed himself early in the morning, and was busy with the dumpling banquet in the small kitchen of Chunhe Palace.

Huo Rong thinks that he has been busy with government affairs these few days, so he never showed up, but this day is his birthday, and His Majesty will come to the Queen's Palace to share a meal.

Shang Yuan was very confident at first, and felt that his dumpling banquet was extremely ingenious and would definitely move the tyrant.

But now that I am cooking, I feel a little uneasy...

I just cooked a pot of colorful dumplings, and this pot of dumplings is small animals of different shapes...

Isn't it ridiculous to put this on the table...

And even though I put my heart into making the dumplings, to put it bluntly, they are all dumplings...

The tyrant wouldn't think he was perfunctory! ?

Shang Yuan scratched his head——

Strange, how did I come up with the idea of ​​this colorful dumpling...

But things have come to this point, Shang Yuan can only bite the bullet and cheer himself up, so he walked between self-confidence and self-doubt several times, Huo Rong still didn't show up.

Shang Yuan didn't know why, but he was always a little uneasy. He supported his gradually heavy body and walked out the door slowly: "You guys boil the dumplings in the pot first, and I will go to the front hall to have a look."

The wind in early spring is slightly cold, and the white marble railings in the front hall are surrounded by bright and fiery peonies, which fall between Shang Yuan's sleeves as the spring breeze blows.

When the guards saw that it was the queen, they all knelt on one knee and saluted without stopping.

The door of the palace was closed tightly, and Shang Yuan could hear Huo Rong's voice faintly.

Shang Yuan's heart was pounding, and for some reason it was so fast.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has not brought the queen to worship the ancestors since the wedding, and now it coincides with the Longevity Festival, why not set a time to worship the ancestors..."

"Ridiculous! Your Majesty married the Queen for the convenience of finding evidence of the collusion between the Queen and Huo Congran. Now that the evidence is convincing, do you really want to continue the fake show and let the whole world know?"

The sound pierced through the door and directly into Shang Yuan's ears. There was a bang in his head, and he could hardly stand still.

What is evidence of collusion, and who...is making a fake show for real?

He trembled all over, but he heard Huo Rong's deep voice: "Shang Yuan wrote a letter to ask me to come to Beijing for rescue, and then framed me for treason. Do it again, never repent."

"As for the marriage, as you all know, it's just a conspiracy." Huo Rong's tone was lax and lazy, as if he had told a joke that was not worth mentioning: "Worshiping the ancestors is a waste of money, and there is no need to make troubles for him."

It was indeed Horon's voice.

It's just separated by a palace door, but it's so strange and cold.

It was this strangeness and coldness that made Shang Yuan's thinking suddenly clear.

It turns out... Huo Rong has long known that he was the secret agent who administered the drug that night.

The reason why it is hidden and not revealed is just to wait and see.

Even... the relationship between him and Huo Rong is not what Nanping said, but a former classmate——

The difference from the original book is that he was the one who framed the tyrant for treason. With the tyrant's behavior, he probably hated himself already.

Hated him to the core, but kept silent on the surface, and made him the queen...

Huo Rong's mind is indeed not something he can see through.

With a heavy pain in his chest, Shang Yuan clenched his fists and forced himself to continue thinking—Huo Rong himself said that this marriage is just a trap, a conspiracy.

And I am not even the person Huo Rong wants to plot, but just a bait in a trap.

It was because he had been acting for so long that he was trapped in a cocoon and almost trapped himself.

Shang Yuan thought blankly.

In Huo Rong's eyes, he must have been stupid and ugly for hiding his life so seriously before.

Even delivering soup every day must... look like a humble joke in the eyes of these ministers who know the truth.

Huo Rong had already sentenced himself to death, but the time had not yet come.

But so what—

He was the one who betrayed, and Huo Rong just retaliated.

Shang Yuan closed his eyes tiredly.

He didn't want to sort out the old grievances, who owed whom, who owed whom.

He was just tired of himself, tired of his diligence, tired of being so overreaching, thinking that if he took a step closer, he could make Huo Rong's previous grievances disappear, just like a real husband and wife, father is kind and son is filial, husband and wife are harmonious... …

He suddenly remembered the letter from Imperial Physician Jian. The emperor was deeply thoughtful. How could the so-called past grievances be easily resolved?

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